“What does that even mean?” she answered, just as panicked as I was. “Just say you have none.”

“Okay, thanks Tina. You’re a lifesaver.”

*CLICK* “Sorry again, Jack,” I said, partially out of breath, “I have no predictions for the poster’s seasonings.” “Oh…” he said, his tone a mixture of confusion and disappointment. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds. “Well, I actually wanted to ask you something, Liz,” he said, a bit of enthusiasm trailing back into his vioce. This is it! I thought excitedly to myself. “I hate to do this to you again, Jack,” I replied, hardly suppressing my overwhelming excitement, “but just give me one second!” *CLICK* “Ah!!!” I screamed into the phone, letting it all out. “Tina, Jack says he wants to ask me a question!” “That’s it, Liz!” she replied giddily. “I knew it! He’s gonna ask you now.” “I know!” I exclaimed, “I finally have a prom date!” *CLICK* “I’m here, Jack,” I said, smiling more widely than I ever have before. It took everything in me not to scream right then and there. “You wanted to ask me something?” “Oh, yeah,” he said casually, “What was tonight’s math homework?”

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I loved it! Great ending! I kept ex[ecting her to click to other line, but not all the way and start squealing about the boy to her friend, only to know it was the boy listening to her! Great job still. Could you check out some of my work?